Sawyer:
I sat quietly on the couch, the warmth of the fire casting a soft glow over the room. Adrianna was lying beside me, her head resting on my chest, her breathing steady and calm. I hadn’t meant for it to happen, not this way. But as I watched the flickering flames dance across her face, I couldn’t deny the truth anymore.
There was something different in the way she looked at me, the way her presence seemed to fill the space between us in a way that made everything feel... right. I could feel the pull of it—the closeness that had always been there, but now felt more intense, more undeniable.
My eyes traced the soft curve of her cheek, the way her hair cascaded over her shoulder, and my heart skipped a beat. Was it possible? Had I been so blind all this time?
Her hand brushed me a
